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At The Library
He was the first to enter the library that day.
Took a few steps in.
Stopped.
Looked around.
Seeing is believing...
What you see is up to you...
He saw the librarian.
- Three shades of pale -
Felt at home.
Approached her.
- Doing research on the future...
Just in case we get there...
- Time machines are down...
- Book research...
The future and the librarian
kept their distance.
- Any suggestions?
- Come back later...
- I'd rather wait...
He sat at a desk.
Pulled a book out of his coat.
Placed it on desk
as did with elbows.
Rested head in palms.
Closed eyes.
Sighed.
Reading shit
makes you shit-wise...
Took a few steps in.
Stopped.
Looked around.
Seeing is believing...
What you see is up to you...
He saw the librarian.
- Three shades of pale -
Felt at home.
Approached her.
- Doing research on the future...
Just in case we get there...
- Time machines are down...
- Book research...
The future and the librarian
kept their distance.
- Any suggestions?
- Come back later...
- I'd rather wait...
He sat at a desk.
Pulled a book out of his coat.
Placed it on desk
as did with elbows.
Rested head in palms.
Closed eyes.
Sighed.
Reading shit
makes you shit-wise...
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